Chapter 41: Choices

Following.

"So, let's go with last night's plan"

"noproblem~Aiev-chan~Kampa-chan~Lace-chan~Hurry up~"

"Nepunep, don't run so fast......"

"Excuse me......"

Her gaze shifted, and the girl's fingers pinching the corners of her skirt were a little pale because of nervousness.

"Questions?"

"You...... Want to do something? ”

"Sorry, I don't understand what you mean"

"I ...... too"

"Huh?"

"I don't know what you mean!"

Looking up, his eyes were soaked with crystal tearsβ€”

(Do elves shed tears just like humans?) οΌ‰

"I don't know - what exactly did you mean by that, and why do I already understand? Why am I happy now? Why do I feel familiar to you? Why are you-"

The right hand was lightly pressed to the top of her head, and above where the girl could not see, the pitch-black rune civilization flickered endlessly with deep and fascinated colors.

"It's okay, you've worked hard"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Eh......"

"I'll tell you everything when you get back"

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Nepdinu's team continued to accept the task and complete the process, with the goal of getting as close to the core of the Coalition Chamber of Commerce as possible, with the addition of a monitoring mission.

Nova Lu will reveal her identity at a certain time - since she left alone early in the morning, Lin Xuan has not tried to stop her, rather, there is no difference.

The procrastination of the pace is already unbearable in such a moment when every second counts, coupled with the various contradictions between this temporary combination.

How to say that...... Sure enough, it's more suitable to face the world by yourself.

(Uh-huh, there's still someone!) οΌ‰

Take a deep breath and open your hands towards the sky.

"Next ......"

"Whew-"

Six prismatic ice wings expanded, and the icy air currents covered the ground with a thin layer of frost.

"Once in a while - end it!"

"Whewβ€”β€”β€”β€”"

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Black Border, Church of the Goddess.

The knight in the standard armor knelt down on one knee to the back in front of him, his eyes were full of fanaticism, but his tone was the opposite calm: "Report to the messenger, what you ordered has been repaired"

"Hmm...... Don't let anyone see the flaws, if you do, you know what to do," a hoarse voice came from under the black cloak.

"Yes, he will be sentenced to death for violating the goddess's taboo!"

"Let's go down"

Under the black cloak, the erect pupils stared at the five-meter-tall sculpture - it was the appearance of the goddess Novaro, that is, the goddess of the black heart, however, a faint aura slowly spread upwards along the bottom.

"Huh...... It's coming, it's coming, I feel itβ€”"

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Magical mimicry.

In the magical girl world, almost more than 90% of the power core of "anger" is realized through this form. The near-"unlimited" destructive attribute magic obtained through the contract with Kewpie, and the mimic attack regardless of consumption, if it weren't for the soul gem's inability to withstand the too powerful power, it is unknown who will die in the final battle.

As an existence that also made a contract with Kewpie, although there is no way to get a magic outfit because it is an incomplete contract, the most basic magic mimicry ability can still be carried out.

His own attributeless mana

The magical powers of the two magical girls sealed in the soul gems, or should be called gods and demons.

The mana of a non-stat unit can create a mana blade of the same style and weight as Night Strike, and can also produce a low-level mana blast on impact.

Quantitative change can produce qualitative change.

1,000 meters in the sky, Lin Xuan looked down lightly, and slowly raised his left hand.

One, two, three -

One hundred, two hundred, three hundredβ€”

One thousand, two thousand, three thousandβ€”

The formless and substantial magic condensed and solidified behind the back, and the layers of ripples rippled under the collision of the magic power.

(Enough...... οΌ‰

Swing down.

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Black border, central square.

"Eh, look, isn't that person very similar?"

"Much like what? yooooooo——! It's actually a beautiful girl, and it's a double ponytailβ€”β€”! ”

"Stupid! I'm not talking about this! Don't you think...... Is she similar to the Goddess of the Black Heart? ”

"Huh? You're stupid, the black-hearted goddess is obviously a white-haired royal sister, this is a real pseudo-Lori real otome! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

As the distance deepened, the surrounding chatter spread little by little.

That's what Novalo wantsβ€”

Although I didn't have time to explain it to my companions early in the morning for some reason, I ......

(Even if it's just me...... Yes, too! οΌ‰

"Come on, you're the goddess of the Black Borderβ€”Novalo, fight!"

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Black border, inside the ruins of Chernoya.

"It's time for Neponep~Yada!"

Finishing the last monster, Nepdinu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

If it had been yesterday, to this extent...... You don't sweat, do you?

"Hmm~ Is this what Nova Luchan said?,It seems that it's been leveldown~ Really.,Obviously there's no PK and hasn't been pushed down.,How can you drop EXP~"

"Uh-huh, this must be the hero's trial! I'm not going to throw in the towel! ”

"Little Nep, come here~"

β€œok~”

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Black border, outside the ruins of Chenoya

"Lace-chan, are you feeling unwell?"

"Huh...... Ah, no, no, no......"

"Hmm~ It seems that you have been in a daze since the morning~"

"It's just that I couldn't sleep last night......" The Dark Elf girl changed the subject: "There are no monsters here anymore, let's go find Little Nep and Eve-chan together"

"Hmm"

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Absolute methodology of worldview.

Completely different philosophies and codes of conduct doom different choices in the end, and perhaps mutual understanding and frank communication can avoid this conflict, but unfortunately-

(No time)

The blade of the sword, whizzing down.

Black Border, Church of the Goddess.

The dense shadows cut the sunlight into pieces, the utensils in his hands fell to the ground and shattered unconsciously, the priest in a white robe, with a long mouth looking at the sky swept inβ€”

"Rain of Swordsβ€”"

"Boom β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”Boom T

The scream of terror in his throat froze in the moment before it was about to be heard.

"Boom β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”!!!"

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